J-Live, Choclair, Etcetera, and Mr. Complex Freestyle (A Long Rhyme Coming: The 1999 to 2002 Sessions Pt. 1) lyrics

[Intro: J-Live]
Jingle bells. Peace, y’all, it’s J-Live. Doing it up right now for my man Eddie Ill & D.L., you know’m saying? We got Doug and the Agony on the, on the boards right about now, you know’m saying? I got a little riddle for y’all. I want y’all to check this sh*t out. Bust it. Ayyo

[Verse 1: J-Live]
Ayyo, I’m trapped in the mind of a madman literally
It’s not a metaphor. Kid, pay attention
Reporting to you live from this first dimension
In a real crowded room, I just want some attention
It's pitch-black from bright like high beams at night
The silence of the noise is deafening to hear
My lifelong mission is to jockey for position
But I can't tell if I'm in the front or the rear
Formless, I don't know if I'm a circle or square
Let alone solid, liquid, or air. I'm completing
Myself but can't confirm or deny if I'm actually here
It’s quite a f*cked-up predicament, yeah
I feel at home but I got to escape this paradox
In a box. I'm intent to solve this mystery
I'm made up of dreams and nightmares, soliloquies
Dialogues, arguments, fantasies, imagery
Memories, symmetry, alcohol, history
Love, life, death, joy, remorse, and sympathy
Actions, wishes, reacting, and hoping
And every time a beat comes on, the door opens
An out-of-nonbody, in experience, is showing me
Jetting for the entrance, the exit, the outlet
I'm traveling through veins, blood vessels, and muscle tissue
‘Til it goes pitch-black, and I still don't know if I'm out yet
I’ll wake up from the blackout, finish with the race
Confined in a two-dimensional blank space
Looking back on my original birth place
Now taking the shape of a young black face
Parts of my physical erased then replaced
What was sight and sound is now feel and taste
Ital and fruit punch laced with toothpaste
I'm shot from a cannon with amazing grace
My identity revealed with the mystery solved
I see my purpose in life as I travel through time
Riding the beat through audio wires, recordings, and air
Waves, ears, and minds, I'm a J-Live rhyme